I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

Phil Gray was eager to try, but he didn't want to blow up his new palace so soon. He decided to suppress the idea and try it in the next battle.

He blew out the candle and was finally able to get some good sleep.

This night was not a sleepless night for others.

After dealing with the conflict between the Wollaston family and the Legion of the Dead over Marshall's death, and appeasing the members of the Legion of the Dead who remained in the main city, Great Elder Sid finally felt relieved.

He went to the abyss in the early morning without letting anyone see him off. After all, they would meet in the abyss sooner or later.

His daughter, the white-haired old woman also followed in his footsteps, and the two of them quietly left their bodies in the world and were buried in the cemetery of Silent Valley by the priests who rushed over overnight.

The Church of the Dead does not have funerals, only farewell ceremonies. Since the Great Elder wanted to leave quietly, even the farewell ceremony was cancelled.

Inside the Cathedral of Death, the Archbishop glanced out the window. The dim light gradually became clearer. He stood up and looked at the declaration that he had prepared overnight, a smile appearing on his lips.

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"Did you see our newly appointed Pope through the teleportation array that day?"

"I saw it. I gave some gold coins to the priest in charge, and he found me a good seat. Not only did I see the coronation ceremony that day, but I also watched every selection in the past few days. I can only say that this is definitely the most powerful Pope in the past thousand years!"

"Why do you say that? Didn't you just take office?"

"Haha, the gods came in person during the coronation ceremony. Although no oracles were given, which pope in the past has ever had such an honor?"

"Yes, and there is also this great man from the abyss who was summoned during the selection. Tsk tsk, according to the news circulating in the main city, our Pope may be the descendant of God..."

"hiss……"

"Shh, let's just talk quietly, don't tell anyone."

"Of course, but if that's the case, won't our church soon become the number one church in the Weir Continent? The current situation is so chaotic, it's a good opportunity for us to take action!"

"Yes, yes, Dreamland and War have already started a fight with the Dawn Alliance. We have to join them quickly, or they will take the lead!"

"It should be soon. I just saw the commander of the legion leading the Legion of the Dead passing through our city and heading to the capital. He should be going to discuss the war, right? His Holiness the Pope has just taken office, so he must be eager to do something!"

Three noblemen in luxurious attire were whispering in the tavern, with several pairs of ears secretly listening to their conversation.

At this time, a man wearing a black robe and looking like a priest walked up to their table and laughed: "It seems that you haven't heard the news yet?"

"what?"

"This morning, our newly appointed Pope sent a declaration to all the sects in the Weir Continent. It roughly stated that our Church of the Dead is not an ally of dreams and wars, and will not participate in the war with the Dawn Alliance. If we must intervene in any war, we must resolutely resist the plague maker and the bloody disaster, and use the unique advantages of our Corps of the Dead to eradicate the scourge for the Weir Continent."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three nobles dropped their chins in surprise.

"What? We don't go against Dawn?"

"We also need to eliminate the Plague Maker and the Bloody Disaster? For the peace and security of the Weir Continent?"

"Then we are on the same front as Chenxi!"

Several people were completely confused, and everyone else in the tavern was also very puzzled.

"Is it not possible? Although we believe in death, we are also a formal church of the Lord God. The most outrageous thing we have done is to secretly steal the bodies of the dead. But those sects are evil and have provoked us before. For the sake of justice and fairness, of course we can temporarily put aside the grudge with Chenxi. Our Pope has a big picture!" The black-robed priest said with emotion.

Everyone was stunned, and then they suddenly realized.

"That makes sense. It looks like we are really going to have the greatest pope in a hundred years, no, a thousand years!"

Putting aside the gossip of believers from all over the place, when the leader of the Legion of the Dead heard the contents of the declaration, his face turned extremely ugly. He quickened his pace and rushed back to the Vatican at noon.

"Your Holiness, the commander of the legion requests to see you." Phil Gray was having dinner with Eli and Yilaizhe when the servant came forward respectfully to report.

Yesterday, Eli and Heiye tried all the delicacies in the entire Gilga City. Today, he felt nauseous at the sight of food and was roasting a fire with a listless look on his face.

Yi Laizhe kept pestering him, asking him to directly award him the Pope's residence on Finger Bone Street, since the Pope already had a big palace anyway.

But Phil Gray was afraid that he would sell the mansion after getting it, and then he would have to set his sights on his own palace, so he refused sternly.

"Captain of the Legion? So soon? Please ask him to come in."

After a while, the servant brought in a man wearing armor and as thin as a bamboo pole. He looked aggressive and exuded a strong aura of death.

If one didn't know ahead of time that he was a human, one might have thought it was a skeleton covered with a thin layer of human skin.

"Greetings, Your Majesty! I am very sorry for not being able to attend your coronation ceremony in time." The legion commander knelt on one knee and first expressed his apology.

At the same time, he secretly looked at the new Pope, trying to see the similarities between his face and that of God.

Yes, he had heard those rumors, and he also did not miss the selection scenes.

However, although His Majesty's face is handsome, it has no special features. It appears gray and dead, probably due to his high rank. His Majesty's name, Milu, does not seem to be a noble name, and he does not have a surname. He does not seem to be from a big family. According to the rumors, no one seems to have any identity information about him.

No, if he is really the descendant of that person, such an origin is very normal.

"It's okay, thank you for your hard work, Commander. But why are you looking for me so urgently? What's the matter?"

Phil Gray asked knowingly.

At this point, the legion commander said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I do not agree with your declaration."

Isn't this too straightforward? But such people are easier to convince.

"You mean the one I sent this morning?"

"Yes, my church has been silent for a long time and urgently needs a war to awaken our fighting spirit and faith. At the same time, our believers also need war to create more deaths, so I disagree with your declaration." The legion commander frowned and said.

They had different ideas when the previous Pope was alive, but they didn't expect that the new Pope would still oppose the war with Dawn.

"A war with the Bloody Scourge and the Plague Maker is also a war. Why join the muddy waters of the Dawn and the Dream?"

"But those gods are my Lord's subordinate gods. In the past few hundred years, these churches have had a lot of dealings with us, and Dawn is our mortal enemy."

Phil Gray stood up, put his hand on the legion commander's shoulder, bent down and looked him straight in the eye. "But the gods told me that they have betrayed them. Just like dreams stole the power of the dark night, they are joining forces with gods from other worlds to subvert this world and divide the power of our Lord God. You should have heard about the Red Eye Cult established by those possessed by them? The Red Eye Cult was established by them for the evil god Eris Ned. They have abandoned their faith and are no longer worthy of being my Lord's subordinate gods!"

Phil Gray thought for a long time in the morning about how to convince the legion commander. Later, he decided to tell him the facts directly and then seek help from some gods. Anyway, he was very clear about the speculations in these people's minds.

Isn't it just like his cousin suspected that he was the illegitimate son of the God of Fate and now suspected that he was the descendant of the God of Death? Although it was a secret speculation, it had actually spread all over the place. He did not deny it and even helped spread the news, which was very important for him to bully others.

Just don't let Wilder hear it. What if he really is the God of Death? It would be so awkward to meet him again.

The legion commander was unable to react for a moment due to the huge amount of information. He slowly chewed over what the Pope said, with a serious expression: "So in fact, this is all God's will. He wants us to help Him eliminate the traitors, and there are even gods from other worlds involved... But Dawn..."

"Don't worry about Dawn for now. They can become the first church in Weir because they always stand on the moral high ground, just like issuing a purge order to those evil cults, so they can get the support of many churches. We who often oppose Dawn naturally become villains in the eyes of various churches," Phil Gray shook his head.

"If this continues, even if we have the strength to surpass Dawn, it will be difficult for us to replace Dawn in the eyes of the various religions. Now, if we complete the task of exterminating the evil cult that Dawn has not completed, think about it, what will those churches think? Will they change their previous misunderstandings about us and make a different choice the next time Dawn confronts us?"

The legion commander nodded unconsciously, and heard His Holiness continue to say: "To be honest, God asked me to be the Pope to complete this mission. Our attack on the Bloody Disaster not only fulfills God's will, but also completely changes our image in the eyes of other sects. At the same time, when the Dawn and Dream Wars are both lost, won't our strength naturally surpass that of other sects?"

The legion commander had a sudden enlightenment feeling. He had never thought about it from this perspective. What His Holiness said made so much sense!

His eyes lit up, and he said impatiently, "Your Majesty, I will reorganize the army now and head towards the bloody disaster area!"

Phil Gray was moved just like that. He was a little impressed that his brainwashing skills had improved so rapidly. He said hurriedly, "Don't worry for now. We need to think about declaring war on the Red Eye Cult. Even if they are possessed, they are real gods. We need to make a solid plan."

"Okay, I'll obey your will."

"Well, no matter what, you are tired from the journey, so take a few days' rest. I will send someone to bring you some supplements so that you can recover sooner. We still need to fight for the will of God!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After expressing his sincere gratitude, the legion commander left in a daze.

"Great!" Eli gave him a thumbs up, "I'm almost convinced by you."

"What I said is the truth." Phil Gray sat down slowly. "Eli, the command given to you by the gods is to end the factional struggle and unify the church. I don't know if my interference will affect your completion of the command, so you need to convince the second elder. I have already instructed the archbishop to train you to be the next archbishop. You should follow him these days."

"Okay." Eli nodded. It was impossible for him to just watch his boss work without doing anything himself. Moreover, if he didn't work hard to complete the Proverbs, he was really afraid that one day he would become the one who held others back.

If I become the next archbishop, I can help my boss share some of the church affairs. After all, he is in charge of two churches, and in the future he may even be responsible for Chenxi. As for the deceased, I can take care of him, and he can rest assured.

Seeing Eli's determined eyes, Phil Gray's eyes showed a hint of warmth. He looked at Yi Laizhe again and said, "I know you must be anxious. Since I don't have to meet with the legion commander this afternoon, I will fulfill my promise. I also want to see the temple built by your family."

Yi Laizhe, who was eating, immediately put down his chopsticks when he heard this, his eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Ah."

After dinner, Phil Gray and Elijah sat on the skeleton bird they had obtained by chance, with a cat resting on its shoulder. He had already told the skeleton bird the news of Rodney's death, who had died at Wilde's hands, with his soul annihilated. This could be considered revenge for the store owner.

The bird finally felt at ease and was happy to serve its new owner wholeheartedly from then on.

But Hei Ye was worried that there was no one around him, and the kitten, who had just recovered, was eager to find an opportunity to show his skills.

The temple built by the Yilaizhe family is located in a mountain far away outside the city of Gilga, and the location is very secret.

After passing through a maze of thorny paths, they finally reached the entrance of the temple near dusk.

The entire temple was embedded in a high mountain. If it weren't for Yi Laizhe's reminder, Phil Gray would not have been able to discover that there was a magnificent temple in this snow-covered mountain.

Yi Laizhe looked solemn. He dripped his blood on a piece of white jade at the door, and the door burst open.

Walking into the interior, this temple adopts a space folding design, which is probably the work of the Eternal Church. The layout inside is also extremely simple. A statue of the God of Death is placed in the middle, and countless golden coffins are neatly placed around it.

This is all real gold!

Phil Gray sighed, his eyes were hurt by the dazzling golden light. If it weren't for this outrageous curse, how rich would Yi Laizhe's family be!

After the dead souls following Yi Laizhe entered the temple, they all seemed like wanderers returning to their hometown, and their eyes became extremely nostalgic.

"Come with me. All the coffins I have made over the years are placed here. All that's left is to infuse them with divine power." Yi Laizhe took him to an open area on the left.

There were nearly three hundred golden coffins stacked here, which made Phil Gray look at him sideways.

How much money would this cost? No wonder this guy even sold the church’s property.

"That's all. Thank you for your help." Yi Laizhe looked at His Holiness the Pope sincerely, feeling a little uneasy. After all, even if the other party broke his promise, there was nothing he could do.

Phil Gray smiled and said, "It's okay, let's get started."

The temple was busy, and in the church, Eli and the Archbishop were also discussing ways to convince the Second Elder, now the Chief Elder.

After communicating, the archbishop found that the new Holy Son of Eli was very similar to him in some aspects, and he was more willing to promise His Majesty to train him to become the next archbishop.

In addition, they also planned to carry out a reform within the church so that those believers who had distorted ideas about death could re-establish correct ideas, instead of thinking about abandoning everything in life and seeking death by all means.

According to the Archbishop, this is the bad result left by the previous Pope and the previous Pope. Now that a new Pope has taken the throne, it is time to seek new changes.

At the temple, after working for most of the night, all three hundred coffins were finally filled with divine power.

Yi Laizhe was extremely excited and thanked Phil Gray repeatedly. He suddenly gained confidence that perhaps if he followed His Holiness the Pope, he would be able to realize his family's thousand-year-old wish in his lifetime and allow his descendants to no longer bear the burden of so many souls of their ancestors!

Phil Gray smiled and waved his hand. After resting for a while, they hurried back to Gilga City in the light of morning light.